The Glaven In Peril
Too much intervention, by ground shifting machines
To devlop some windpower, a results being seen
The crayfish are threatened, the flow rate impaired
As its ecology is battered, for some millions they dare.'
Yes there's cash in the offing, its all good was the blurb.'
Forty years we have listened to the green gods; priests
Words.' While the weapons are selling, as the shells
Rain around, the very earth they ( so value) removing
Lithium from the ground.' Its all one and the same.' So
Often its been said.' Viable sense ways were sidelined
It was just; said, spoken, sez, jammered and hammered
Driven like nail in the lid, as the people were coughing
And hacking in the 'green deisel mists' in the minds of
Some bankers 'could percentages have?' Played a part
In that drive in the 90's is that fair enough said.? For
In dense populations in dense streets all round would
Not more humans be dead.? And a motive be found?
To push for alternatives like electric and such.? Yet the
Minings not done in London.' Still we can see its all going
South.' All the heated debating all the damage round about.'
Its all promise of perfection. But that ain't how it goes.'
We know when its raining, for it drops down on the nose.
Yet back up to Norfolk, where the Claven is damaged by
A wind-up, that won't turn up that's the shout; going out.!
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